Novel & Cerita Dream Cancelled

"Serena" He called again wanting to be sure that this wasn't one of those dreams he woke up with screams and sweats all over his body seeing her not moving or answering his calls, seeing her with those puff eyes with tears in it he just wants to console her even if it's a dream he wouldn't want to see her in tears not now and never. He began to move wanting to stand up so he could reach out to Serena. "Fuck this hospital and it's equipment"

Henry asks while rubbing his eyes. "I did." I whisper as I lay my head back on the pillow. He sleepily places a chubby hand on my forehead and begins. "Bad dream, go away! Go aw...ay, go..." That's not how the song goes, but that he stops halfway to yawn and accidentally falls asleep, makes the ugliness of the dream fade away. Yeah, it doesn't matter, he’s dead. Every bad dream goes away thanks to you, my love. *** Christopher D’Amico

Reggaetion Lento - CNCO 🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯 David invited me to eat. But still, my heart is not calm about this dream. Did I miss my husband so much that dream like that? I'm just stirring in the pudding with no interest until the pudding is destroyed. "Miss." Scold David. I was shocked again, mostly daydreaming. I want to follow Gerald over there. I miss him so much, and this is so torturous. If Gerald calls, I want to close this distance and quickly regroup.

In the depths of slumber, my dreams became a canvas where my mind painted vivid images of the day's events. Within the realm of dreams, the scenes unfolded, replaying the moments of tension and longing. I saw Beatrice's eyes filled with hurt, her confusion mirroring my own. The kiss between her and Alpha Duncan haunted my subconscious, stirring once again a mix of jealousy, anger, and longing within me.

They are both on fire when Dream calls her mom. "Why are you taking so long, Mom?" Dream asked walking towards Kenzo's room. Yara pushes Kenzo exactly when the door opens. He falls directly to his bed. "Come on, Mom, I'm sleepy." Dream said pulling her mom. "Goodnight, Dad." Dream said. "Night, kitten. Can't I really sleep with you?" Kenzo asked still hoping that Dream would let him but she has the same answer. Yara giggles seeing Kenzo's defeated face. "Night, love." Yara said and Kenzo only nods. Kenzo sleeps hugging his pillow.

"But what about... what about the coffee shop? And the people there? Was that all a dream too?" Rachel's expression turned sympathetic. "Honey, there is no coffee shop. And John, Samantha... they're not real either. It was all part of your nightmare." Marina's mind reeled, struggling to distinguish reality from the vivid dreams. "And Claw? Was that just a dream too?" Rachel nodded gently. "Yes, Marina. Claw, Aiden, Jayden... none of them are real. You've been through a traumatic experience, and your mind created a world to cope with it."

I told them. "Nonsense," Dawn said. "She is a very nice girl about your age. You just need to relax and unwind." About an hour later I woke up. My face had been resting on my keyboard. My bra had fallen off and my panties were soaked. I must have had a crazy dream. I remembered starting a video call with Dawn and Carol and I think they said I got the job. But maybe that was part of the dream too. I quickly wrote another journal entry detailing that I thought I must have cum in my sleep, but I wasn't sure because I was basing that on my soiled panties, not my actual memories. Then I checked my email again. There was an email from Carol with a cc: to Dawn. It had a P*F attachment of the offer

Nothing worked, though, so after an hour, I went up to my room, brushed my teeth, and laid down. I grabbed my phone and texted Blaze to let him know something urgent had come up that I needed to deal with and that I wouldn't be there tomorrow. I dimmed my lights and put some relaxation music on, and fell asleep. The peace was short-lived when I woke from a bad dream two hours later. In my dream, I lost Kaysen and the babies. In the end, I had no one. Kaysen* Tanner is not going to take my news well. I'm not taking it well. One minute there was a possibility of me having cervical cancer, and the next, I was pregnant with twins.

It seemed like a wishing card, she guessed. "What is that?" She curiously questioned. Dong-hyun followed her pointed finger and tilted his head to the bedside table. "Oh, this wish card. One of my old friends sent this card in the morning, he wished me good health. I was surprised seeing this card, I thought he was running his underworld business. Who knew that he would recall me," he picked up the small card. "Health, eh?" He sighed miserably while looking down at his stiff legs. "What's the point of wishing when you know you will never walk again in the rest of your life?"

Telling myself I fell asleep in a park was way better than saying than trying to explain how I got here. “ Yes, that's what it is! It's a dream!” I said aloud, convincing myself.